His grades aren't very good right now, oh, but he's in Class Four.
"As long as he knows to work hard on his studies, that's good. It's getting late, let's go back early and say goodbye to your classmates."
"Goodbye, Tang Xiao, let's chat next time, bye bye."
"Goodbye." Tang Xiao rarely managed to say these two words.
Watching Han Jin and his mother leave while chatting and laughing, Tang Xiao felt very sad. He also wished that his mom could pick him up from school every day, holding her hand on the way home, and occasionally acting a bit spoiled.
But, his parents had left him two years ago, and he didn't know whether they were alive or dead.
"Young Master, let's go back."
"Okay." Tang Xiao got into the car, the driver closed the door, walked around to the driver's seat, and started the car to leave.
Tang Xiao leaned against the car door, looking out the window with a cold expression.
